Wow…40 reviews. O.O Jesus. That's a lot… Any who… Suppose I should get to the next chapter already and yes…So, I will do that right now!

Chihiro sat straight up inside her bed and glanced about her darkening room. She sighed. It was that damn dream again. Ever since she left the spirit world for good she'd been having it. Inside the dream, she'd be casually standing at the entrance to the spirit world starring at her own reflection in the water… Though, it would suddenly change and take a different shape. A woman, looking to be very beautiful, though… In a way... She reminded Chihiro of herself. After starring at the reflection, it would disappear and everything would darken. Someone would be calling her name… And then… Well. That's when her dream usually ended. What she could remember of it anyway.

Chihiro slightly shuddered. That voice… Something about it freaked her out like nothing else, sending small chills down her spine.

Sighing to herself, Chihiro slowly shook her head, shoulder length brown hair falling into her face. She glanced towards the window and blinked slowly. Had she slept for that long?

The night sky and then moon mixed together cast shadows upon the walls of the dark room. Chihiro sighed and stood up slowly, moving towards her door. She grabbed a black hooded sweater and a pair of khaki black pants, pulling them on after stripping off her other clothing.

She moved over to her mirror then and grabbed her brush running it through her hair slowly; stopping to tug lightly at the knots and tangles the brush comes upon. Stepping over the mess of clothing on her floor, she snatched a pair of socks from on top of her dresser, pulling one on at a time. Oh, wasn't she a sight? Hopping around on one foot while trying to get her sock on.

Chihiro let a slight yelp escape her lips as she crashed into the side of her bed and fell forward onto it. Boy was she a klutz. Grumbling, she pulled on her other sock and turned her body slightly, placing her feet upon the navy blue carpet, pulling herself up straight from the bed.

She walked over to her door and opened it silently, peaking down the hall for a mere moment before walking through her door, and closing it behind her. She walked slowly down the hall, her gaze moving about the bare white painted walls. She then walked down the stairs, stepping from one to another quickly, trying her best not to trip and fall as luck obviously wasn't on her side right now.

As she walked towards the door Chihiro sighed and grabbed a pen and paper, writing quickly down that she was going out for a walk. She then placed the pen in a little holder and silently placed her checkered shoes on and then walked out the door, locking it closed behind herself before shoving her key in one of her zip up pockets, making sure to zip it back up as not to lose the only key she has to get into the house.

As she walked down the drive way she yanked off her sparkly purple hair band and threw her messy brown hair into a quick ponytail. Yes, she still had that hair band that her friends from the spirit world wove together for her.

Heading down the dark street, Chihiro noticed how very few cars went by, the wind blowing her held up hair around making it even more tangled then before she brushed it.

She sighed and tilted her head back to stare straight up at the sky, glancing back in front of herself every few moments to make sure she didn't bump into anything. The moon was shining brightly like a silver coin was hanging in mid air. She smiled softly. Not one of those fake smiles she always tended to give people, or a cold one… A normal true and sincere smile.

She glanced back down again to look in front of herself; a few lose strands of hair falling into her face. Chihiro glanced around her surroundings quietly. There weren't any more houses along where she was heading, and hardly any cars drove by here. It was eerily quiet, and Chihiro slightly shivered, running her bare hands up and down her arms from over her sweater. Taking a somewhat deep breath, she squeaked hearing a loud shrill scream from somewhere.

Chihiro slightly blinked and stopped walking, glancing around slowly. Where did that come from? Maybe it was her imagination…? She hoped it was.

Though, hearing another scream, a slight muffled one this time Chihiro frowned and headed towards where the sound was coming from, and her small pocketknife in her large sweater pocket. She didn't go anywhere without it. Especially not after what happened with her parents. She felt helpless then, un-able to do anything, but then again she'd taken self-defense classes lately with Carissa.

Chewing upon her lower lip, which happened to be a habit she just couldn't get over when she was nervous, she headed towards the deserted part of town. Another scream and then yelling was heard as she neared closer. Quirking an eyebrow towards the yelling and arguing she wasn't sure whether to see what was going on or not.

She sighed and turned the corner somewhat quickly though stopped and sunk back to the other side of the wall, peaking slowly over the corner now. A girl that looked to be about 5"5 was standing there literally screaming at an older man, slapping him upside the head. Chihiro stared, wide-eyed. This girl looked no more than 12 years old, and then man looked to be in his thirties, plus he had this disgusting lust filled look in his eyes. Chihiro shuddered in pure disgust.

Being able to hear what they were saying she listened closely, the young looking twelve years old having been cornered between to walls. The girl, looked to have crystal blue eyes that shined lightly in the moonlight and black hair down to her shoulders. She was fairly skinny and had on tight jeans and an overly large shirt that seemed not to fit her to well. Her eyes looked fiery and utterly pissed off at the man in front of her, a bruise across his cheek. Then again, he didn't look too pleased either…

The man advanced upon the girl whose eyes widened as she backed further into the corner whimpering a little. Chihiro couldn't watch this… She had to help. She could take him on… Couldn't she?

Stepping out from the corner, Chihiro narrowed her eyes into slits at the cocky man. "Hey! You!"

The man turned and looked at Chihiro, raising an eyebrow at her before smirking slyly, while the twelve year old looked at her with slight curiosity and thankfulness. Clearly she hadn't planned on getting raped today, nor was this on Chihiro's to-do list, but she would do it. Only for the sake of the girl…

Review!